Mara lives

Mara thrives on division and hatred.
Mara thrives on me and mine, my ally, my enemy, my country, my views
Mara thrives when there's a "them" to hate,
when there's something you want to see dead,
someone you wish to see gone, someone you wish ill upon.
Oh, how satisfying a meal that is for Mara.
The supply of nourishment has never been so abundant. It thrives with such vigor and destroys all in its path.
Piece by piece, once peaceful countries crumble. Don't you see it?

For humanity to survive this shattering, you must reject Mara. Align with its ideals, and you only have a life of suffering ahead.

When you say "let's work together", Mara retreats.
When you set aside your differences and remember we're all human, Mara cries out in pain. When you feel grateful for what you have, Mara is gravely wounded. When you spread compassion in the face of hardship, Mara is vanquished.

Mara is naught but the corruptor of our mind,
Who has built a palace there and lived there too comfortably for too long It's the only kingdom we must overthrow. It's not too late.